The perils of the man with the pure heart and dark mind. This war has been waging for a long time, inside a battlefield and on the outside I'm perfectly fine , but perfect isn't the correct word I'd use to describe. Black sheep exiled from his tribe going through troubled times. This is the song of my cry stuck on rewind. Looking ahead but i can hear the demons behind, wishing that the Devil would release his hold of my mind. This has been one hell of a ride I just pray I can make it to heaven in time. Afraid of the calm before the storm in the distance i can hear the siren warn and I'm stuck with no cover, but I still manage to cover the ugliest truth with a beautiful lie. I'm afraid alone I'll die. I'm unable to love her because I think I'm unworthy and she belongs to another. Lost my Father when I lost my Mother, when I lost them I lost my Sister and all 3 of my Brothers. If things could change, oh I wonder. Overthinking is the same thing that'll put me under. Resting in peace is my equivalent of a well needed slumber. Missed calls leave your name and number. I won't call back I'll be gone before summer. When i lay to sleep I don't pray for peace, I prey for me now I've become the hunter and peace is what i crave. Amazing grace is the only way I could be saved. Deals with Devil but I couldn't persuade no matter what i say his only will is to betray. Now here I lay in an early grave, not resting in peace instead I'm wide awake doomed to relive all of my worst days stuck on replay. Looking to find my place but instead i lost my way.